Chapter 1967: Ten Suns In the Sky

Boom!

The earth caved in.

The Battling Buddha crashed toward the Heavenly Temperature God in the sky like a fiery shooting star.

“Freeze.” The Heavenly Temperature God gripped the air toward the oncoming monkey king.

Crack!

The Battling Buddha was still in a pouncing stance, but his body had come to a complete standstill, as if he had been transformed into a monkey statue.

Everything instantly fell silent.

Heat was essential for particle activity.

The Heavenly Temperature God could control the activities of all particles in this world, including the particles within the Battling Buddha’s body.

He could control every body part, every shred of flesh and bone, every drop of blood, and every single microscopic particle belonging to the Battling Buddha.

“Allow me to put an end to your existence.” The Heavenly Temperature God spoke in an indifferent voice as the divine halo above his head transformed into an extremely cold color tone before he gripped the air in the Battling Buddha’s direction again.

However, his expression shifted in the next instant.

“How could this be… Your blood is still seething?” The Heavenly Temperature God’s eyes widened slightly.

He was struck by a sense of unease, and he immediately charged toward the Battling Buddha as his hands transformed into scorching heavenly sabers imbued with extremely high temperatures and a power of laws, which then hurtled toward the Battling Buddha’s head and heart.

“Seeing as you can resist my deathly low temperatures, then I’ll just have to cut you down!”

Right at that moment, boundless golden flames suddenly erupted from the Battling Buddha’s frozen body once again, and his Golden-Banded Staff tore through the air like a bolt of golden lightning toward the Heavenly Temperature God’s body.

“Heaven Crushing God Splitting Staff!”

Bam!

The Golden-Banded Staff was imbued with extremely powerful heaven crushing true intent, and it struck the Heavenly Temperature God’s chest with a resounding boom.

In that instant, the Heavenly Temperature God’s scorching hand also melted through the Battling Buddha’s armor before piercing into his heart, instantly creating a massive hole in his chest and incinerating his heart into nothingness.

The Heavenly Temperature God’s chest was also pulverized by the Golden-Banded Staff, and he let loose a pained groan before being blasted flying.

The Battling Buddha also crashed feebly to the ground, creating another massive crater.

It looked for a split second like no one had gained the upper hand during that exchange, but the Heavenly Temperature God’s insane regenerative abilities soon proved that that was not the case. His pulverized chest recovered to its original state in a matter of seconds and only a small crack on his divine halo indicated that he had sustained any damage at all.

“Very good. Was that your final struggle?

“It’s now time for you to die!”

The Heavenly Temperature God’s entire body transformed into a scorching white color as he pounced toward the Battling Buddha. A crazed expression appeared on his face as he spread open his arms, as if he were trying to scorch the Battling Buddha to death in his lethal embrace. “Come! Melt within my arms!”

The Battling Buddha gritted his teeth upon seeing this before tossing out a string of prayer beads.

Countless extremely complex Buddhist symbols fell upon heaven and earth in a torrential downpour.

One of the golden symbols transformed into the most resolute fortress around the Battling Buddha.

Boom!

The Heavenly Temperature God crashed heavily upon the golden symbol fortress, but he was unable to melt through this fortress. He could feel the power of great mercy and benevolence standing in his way, keeping all harmful energy at bay.

“Hehehe… What’s the point in using a life-saving treasure like this? It will only delay your inevitable death…” The Heavenly Temperature God chuckled coldly, and his body sprawled over the golden symbol fortress, gradually melting through the fortress with extreme temperatures.

A taunting sneer appeared on his face as he looked down at the Battling Buddha.

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“Don’t you see that your army has already crumbled? Everyone is running for their lives, who’s going to be able to save you? To think that the renowned Battling Buddha of the Western Paradise would be reduced to a wounded turtle hiding in his shell… My horizons have been broadened significantly!”

The Battling Buddha glared coldly at the Heavenly Temperature God.

“I’ve already sent out a signal requesting for help, so reinforcements will arrive very soon.

“If you’re not going to run away, then you’ll be destroyed by those reinforcements!”

The Heavenly Temperature God faltered slightly upon hearing this before chortling with mirth.

“Destroyed? Me? That’s the best joke I’ve ever heard! All of the Heaven Crushing Sect heavenly disciples are at the eastern front, so who is going to be able to stop me here?”

“To be frank, any reinforcements you can summon are all trash in my eyes! I’ll destroy them until you’re plunged into despair, and when your despair reaches its highest point, I will burn you to death!”

The Heavenly Temperature God’s expression was filled with disdain and cruelty.

Some of the Kingdom of the Nine States United Army cultivators wore grief-stricken expressions at the sight of the Battling Buddha being trapped by the Heavenly Temperature God. Some of them even wanted to go and rescue the Battling Buddha, only to be held back by their more logical comrades.

In the face of a Heavenly God, rushing in would just spell their deaths.

They knew that the Battling Buddha was most likely going to fall here.

Tens of millions of monk soldiers were filled with grief and humiliation, but they couldn’t do anything.

“Crap! The Battling Buddha has been trapped?” Yun Mengying battled the Heavenly Slaughter God as she turned toward the golden symbol fortress with concern burning in her eyes.

Whoosh!

Another gash was inflicted upon her arm by the Heavenly Slaughter God due to her lapse in concentration.

“Hahaha, you think you can afford to worry about others when you’re fighting me? Die die die!” The Heavenly Slaughter God swung his crimson scythe through the air like a madman.

Michael was fleeing from the Heavenly Goddess that was pursuing him, and his face fell as he too discovered the Battling Buddha’s current situation.

Three heavenly disciple candidates against three Heavenly Gods was already an uneven matchup. How were they supposed to fight if the Battling Buddha died?

But if he tried to save him…

Michael looked back at the emotionally unstable Heavenly Goddess behind him, and his flesh crawled.

He was barely holding onto life himself, how was he supposed to save anyone?

The golden symbol fortress was already beginning to crack and melt.

The Heavenly Temperature God’s sneer widened upon seeing this.

“Your reinforcements are a little slow. If things continue like this, your reinforcements won’t even get here in time to recover your body! Could it be that they saw me from afar and fled for their lives?”

The Battling Buddha ignored his enemy’s taunts and continued to accumulate power.

He had already made up his mind. Even if he was going to die here, he was going to try his best to completely disable the Heavenly Temperature God!

The Kingdom of the Nine States United Army had already been defeated, and the process of retreat would undoubtedly be a bloodbath.

He had to hold off the Heavenly Temperature God at the very least to prevent him from being able to participate and contribute further to this bloodbath.

Blood stained the earth outside of the White Nectar Sea.

Light Wing Clan, True Demon Tribe, and monk cultivators fell one after another amid howls of anguish and grief.

Despair began to spread through the Kingdom of the Nine States United Army.

Right at this moment, someone suddenly let loose a cry of surprise.

“Look over there!”

“Oh my God, what is that?”

“It’s so big, so round, and so hot… Are those… nine suns?”

All of the living beings looked up with astonishment at the approaching suns in the sky.

The suns of different colors continued to expand in their fields of vision, and they were even more dazzling than the actual sun in the sky, as if they were going to incinerate the entire world.

The Heavenly Temperature God’s expression shifted slightly at the sight of the approaching suns, but horror appeared on his face at the sight of the little black dots accompanying the suns.

The Battling Buddha chortled with glee. “My reinforcements are finally here!”